"Cocky for your own good," X informed Aaron, his mechanical voice laced with faint amusement.
He tapped the armrest of his throne with deliberate precision.
The massive structure hummed to life, surging forward through a suddenly generated wormhole that shimmered like fractured glass in the void.
In an instant, X reappeared directly behind Aaron.
Without hesitation, he fired an atomic blaster point-blank, the barrel glowing with ominous red energy.
Aaron spun around quickly, his movements fluid and instinctive.
Shadows coiled around his hand as he created a swirling black hole from pure darkness, its gravitational pull devouring the incoming atomic blast whole.
As quickly as possible, he severed the shadow from his body.
With a forceful hurl, he sent it spiraling away into the endless expanse.
An instant later, the wormhole collapsed in on itself with a deafening explosion.
The atomic energy proved too volatile to contain fully, it had only been delayed, not stopped.
